Nevada County picayune., 1887-04-06
well as my own services are at your free command." :"

cannot be understood and knows no interpreter, and the stranger knew that remOustrance would be ungenerOus on his part. He made no reply, but eagerly extended hi; hand, and my grandfather, as he shook it, thought he saw tear iI the strangers eye. But noble hearts are impatient of exhibitions of gratitude aud he quickly added
 ''I am ready to sail, sir. Is your baggage on board?'
 ''This is all my baggage, sir" he replied, showing him a small black satchel under his cloak.
 Leading him into state room the captain left him and went on deck and found the ship already under way, the sails filed with q stiff breeze, and wh ,rves, ware houses and spectators fast grow ing small in the distance. At length, is darkness shut iil the vlew. and the wind increased to a gale, and from a gale to d tempest and for ten days and nights the noble ship, which had plowed the seas of every latitude. from Spitz bergen to New Zealand, under went such conflict with the elc. ments as she had never before en- countered. During all his time the stranger had been confined be- low, with an apparently rapid con sumption, which rough weather had swiftly matured.
 1 During the storm the duties of the Captain were so urgent that he could only make snatches and has , ty visits to the sick man; and al though they could have been spared from their quarter, he could have hoped for little aid or sympathy from any of the crew, who, with the easy tendency to the supersti. tious peculiar to their class, had as sOciated lls presence with the per. ills of the ship.
 ltwOuld have required but slight encouragement from their official to induce them to pay him the same compliment that the sailors of Joppo paid Jonah on similar occasion, when ''The sea wrought and was tempestuous."
 But on the tenth night, just as the captain was ready to answer d summons to visit the sick mans berth, the storm ceased with a sud. deuneSs that was startling; the wind was entirely lnlled, and no evidence of its furv remained eX- cept the long-swelling pillows Ol the sca-.the deep aftcrsiyhts of it's mighty passion.
 The sudden sitting of the tenn pest and the mournful creaking of the spars, now audible for the first time for many days, forced a shade of melancholy over my grandfath. er's spirit us he hastened down the gang way at the call of the stranger.
 AS he seated himself beside the berth the sick man fixed his bril- liant eyes upon hlm and said calm. ly;
 Captain, am dying!"
 q hope not, my dear sir; this dreadful gale has weakened you. It is all over now, and you will soon be better"
 No, Captain" he repetaed, ''l am dying! The tempest, l know, is over; SD is that other tempest ilI my breast! This ship has long been tossed and beaten about by the fury of the waves, but it has been sunshine and calm compale ed with that tempest, Captain! But it is all over now, for l have for given him-he has long been in the grave-but 1 have forgiven himw
 My grandfather thought he was delirious, but d second look at the deep intelligence of his eye and the smiling calmness of his features forbade the conclusion. He gazed at him a moment with mingled compassion and curiosity, anxious to learn something of history the closing scene of which was so dark and mysterious, but unwilling tu ask it. His look was interpreted, and the stranger continued:
 II told you l was sailor. OI thirty-tive years l have spent one upon the laud. But this was not my choice. Like ship, Captain, ,,,, .,,,.,,n,.t, u,.na Ennok..d from,